i just did my hair and make up to walk our dogs.. I hate being the single roommate
she called me a fuckfaceshitdick. not that's creative. it sounds like a crayola crayon, preferrably an orange-brown shade.
I'm going to leave the fate of whether I go to my midterms up to my dealer hitting me up or not
Level of drunkenness: just now when I sat down on the toilet, I had to double check to make sure I wasn't sitting on somebody's lap.
And it was confirmed to me that I did in fact cut my girlfriend out of her dress with my sword.
She came to college a virgin and left on court order. We ruined her.
Going to get a "plan B"urrito
at least i was responsible enough to take off my shoe and throw up in it
We just reached that moment of the night when you start making cookie quesadillas. Party on Wayne
Life for us students isn't all fun and drunken lesbian affairs you know
I mean jail does seem alright, all the free broth you can eat.
I might have pissed in the corner of someone's shed. They have nice lawn mower.
I'm disgusted with myself. I feel like I need 10 boxes of Summer's Eve and a baptism.
I turn into such a nice and loving person when I take Vicodin
He punched me in the face while giving him road head, because he was driving stick. I shit you not.
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